Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Thump thump!

Having returned to Yuan Shan’s luxury apartment, the sky outside was already bright.

The first thing Fu Qian did was to glance at himself, then walked to the side and put on the bathrobe he had taken off earlier.

And even before he had finished tying the belt, there was already a knock on the door.

"Fang Xun?"

At the same time, Chief Yuan’s somewhat probing voice came through.

"Here."

Fu Qian responded quite naturally.

In fact, the moment he returned, he noticed Chief Yuan’s hesitant footsteps outside.

She had returned earlier than expected, and seemed to realize that the person in the guest room was gone.

Deciding not to recuperate on the Half-step Moon any longer was indeed the right choice.